VICTORY OVER VHS OBLIVION! After a staggering 129 WEEKS high among CineSchlock-O-Rama's Most Wanted, the vigilance of CineSchlockers has been rewarded with another capture.

Goth-gal Angela (Mimi Kinkade) invites a gaggle of horn'd up teens to spend Halloween at a bedeviled funeral home where their night's amusements include anxious exploration of each other's no-no zones and, just for giggles, conjuring up the devil. A particularly daring pair even punches their tickets to H-E-L-L by copulating in a coffin! CineSchlocker idol and sexpot scream queen Linnea Quigley goes from quizzing Quickie Mart clerks about their "sour balls" to becoming chock full of demons who make her cram a tube of lipstick into her bare bosom (!?!) and gouge out her beau-of-the-moment's peepers mid-diddle. Some shindig, eh? You betcha, thanks to the grue slingin' of Steve Johnson (the future former Mr. Quigley) and a remarkably perverse approach to the otherwise exhausted haunted house formula. No wonder Angela kept the satanic soiree going for two more sequels! CineSchlockers may be miffed by director Kevin Tenney and producers Walter Josten and Jeff Geoffray's seemingly stodgy commentary. Just hang tight til they warm up and tee-hee Ms. Kinkade's turn into a latter-day Dr. Dolittle, extoll the cinematic power of roller skates and hint at on-set "sexual energy." Also, check out the innocuously labeled "promo reel" for a nifty example of how flicks of this era were marketed. (That blinking-eye'd standee is wicked!)